After the voices from all around slightly subsided, Han Li smiled gently and with a single hand gesture, countless strands of green silk shot upward from the void, briefly converged into a cluster, and then transformed once more into a softly misty lotus, which gently drifted toward the summit and hovered there motionless. "Guests, I've welcomed you all! By tradition, I will continuously narrate the Supreme Path for the next seven days and seven nights. How much each of you will comprehend depends entirely on your own fortune. However, this is different from past celebrations—the current lecture series is fully open. I will now lift the restrictions, allowing anyone to come up to the mountain and listen." Han Li glanced around with a steady gaze, then spoke softly. Though his voice was quiet, it swiftly expanded in a thunderous wave, radiating outward and directly penetrating beyond the mountain peak, resonating throughout the entire sky of Tianyuan City. The cultivators in Tianyuan City were first startled, then immediately erupted into joyful cheers. Whether indoors or on the streets, a steady tide of cultivators surged toward the three towering peaks of vibrant hues. Even the infantry soldiers who had originally been stationed near the teleportation array to maintain order were astonished and joined the flowing crowd. At the same time, Han Li had already settled into a meditative posture on the Qinglian Platform, gradually recounting his experiences and insights, beginning from the very lowest stage of Qi cultivation. Numerous cultivators from human, elven, and other ethnic backgrounds on the plaza listened with serious attention. For any of these groups, a lecture delivered by a being at the Great Multiplication stage was an unparalleled opportunity—no matter how humble the starting point, no one would miss a single word. As Han Li's clear and resonant voice echoed through the air, more cultivators continued to flood into the mountain, swiftly occupying the peripheries of the plaza and soon reaching the point where no further space remained for anyone to join. Those arriving later could only begin gathering and congregating along the pathways and structures throughout the three-colored peaks. Several hours later, the upper portion of the tri-colored giant peak was densely filled with figures, with even more cultivators gathering toward the lower sections. Yet no matter where they stood on the peak, as soon as Han Li began to lecture, his voice immediately resonated clearly in their ears. Many had originally intended to ascend further up the peak, but once they heard his voice, they naturally halted, entering a state of profound enlightenment. After one full day and night, the entire area encompassed by the tri-colored giant peak was teeming with figures—standing straight or seated cross-legged, all silent, with Han Li's voice clearly emanating from the peak's summit. Seven days and seven nights later, suddenly, the sky rippled with colorful clouds, and showers of petals began to fall from the heavens. Han Li's lecture came to an abrupt halt. Some cultivators, deeply absorbed in his words, were startled; many others regained awareness from their state of enlightenment, though their eyes still carried a touch of bewilderment. After a moment, Han Li's voice gradually echoed softly among the gathered guests. "Thank you all for attending my Great Transcendence Ceremony. The celebration concludes here, and each of you may now return to the mountain below." Upon hearing this, the many cultivators who had been particularly attentive naturally felt deeply reluctant. Yet, in the eyes of the others, Han Li had now become a deity—so they dared not hesitate or dissent. With respectful bows to the summit, everyone then filed out of the massive peak. Thus, the Great Transcendence Ceremony truly came to an end. Half a day later, a thunderous sound resonated in the sky, and the three-colored peaks blurred, vanishing completely into the void. The infantry guards still on duty near the plaza bowed respectfully to the heavens before departing in orderly fashion. In a grand hall atop the stone tower, Han Li was already seated in his principal position. At either side of the hall, the Senior Official of the Instrument Spirit, Sea Hai, and the silver-haired elder, along with several other senior officials of Tianyuan City, stood at attention. Among Han Li's disciples, Bai Guo'er was notably present, standing beside Zhu Guo'er, who appeared to be of a similar age, both smiling warmly as if truly sisters. Bai Guo'er had finally safely returned just before the Great Enlightenment Festival. At this point, she had already attained the mid-Stage of Divine Spirit cultivation, slightly surpassing Hai Da's level. As for the silver-haired elders of Tianyuan City, their expressions of respect toward Han Li, compared to before the festival, were now entirely sincere, free from any pretense. Clearly, Han Li's decisive victory over the Black Hawk King had fully won over these combined-stage cultivators, earning them genuine admiration and reverence. In the center of the hall, Li Rong stood in front of Han Li, listening attentively to his words. "So it is, then, that Master Ao Xiao and Mr. Mo Jianli have truly entered the Realm of Evil, intending to join the other great cultivator clans and assist the ancestral rulers of the Evil Realm in resolving the great crisis facing the Evil Realm?" Han Li said, slightly frowning. "Indeed." Not only have several major buddha-stage clans from our region entered the demonic realm, but many of the top clans from the spiritual realm have also dispatched their buddha-stage masters to intervene. Precisely because of this, the demonic clans, under pressure from these powerful buddha-stage masters, have been forced to abandon the spiritual clans' territories they previously occupied and evacuate all inhabitants from the spiritual realm. Li Rong replied respectfully. "Therefore, as a consequence, our several clans' buddha-stage masters must accompany these top-tier spiritual clans' masters into the demonic realm to address the crisis there. After all, if the demonic realm truly perishes due to the mother of the minor pests, the next one might very well be our spiritual realm." Han Li sighed and said. "Your judgment is correct! If not, not only will the demonic clans refuse to withdraw, but the other buddha-stage masters will also not agree." Li Rong replied with a touch of helplessness. "I mentioned that tensions between our two clans and the shadow clan, the yin clan, and others were about to erupt, yet no actual battle has yet broken out. It seems now that all the buddha-stage masters have entered the demonic realm." The Black Hawk King of the Yaka clan is a supreme existence deliberately concealed by the Yaka clan—apparently, they intended to save him as a last-resort weapon and suddenly launched an attack on us. Had it not been for my unexpected advancement to supreme status, our two clans would indeed have faced serious difficulties." Han Li murmured thoughtfully. "Indeed, without Master Han's sudden attainment of supreme status, ordinary consolidated cultivators would have been unable to withstand the Black Hawk King. However, once the news of Master Han's magnificent display at the celebration reached the other clans, I daresay even with the courage of the foreign clan leaders, they would now have no intention of making any further moves against our clan." Li Rong smiled gracefully in reply. "The Saint Island elders have summoned me, both to discuss strategies regarding the other clans and to investigate the current whereabouts of the two esteemed elders, Ao Xiao and Xiang." Han Li asked calmly. "Indeed, that is precisely what the elders of Saint Island have in mind." Li Rong bowed slightly and replied. Clearly, this lady had been completely won over by Han Li's performance at the celebration, and now she freely shared all the information she knew. "Well, after a while, you accompany me to the Sacred Island. Besides the necessary arrangements to discuss matters with the friends there, I'm also quite interested in the Secret Treatise Hall, which holds ancient secrets on the island, and the renowned 'Chaos Immortal Ranking List.'" Han Li paused thoughtfully before speaking slowly. "Yes, the junior will certainly escort the senior to the island." Li Rong beamed with delight and replied without hesitation. "Master Li, for the foreseeable future, my disciples will likely need your continued care and attention." Turning to the elder Gu, Han Li then said. "The senior may rest assured. As long as the friends such as Qi Lingzi remain in this city, I will guarantee their safety and well-being for each day." The silver-haired elder bowed respectfully and spoke solemnly. The other several senior cultivators likewise affirmed with enthusiastic nods. "I have full confidence in all of your commitments." You needn't worry too much, Yue Tian. I'll take him away first. That way, no one will easily trouble Tianyuan City. Qi Lingzi, Zhu Guo'er, you two join me on this journey." After a smile, Han Li turned and gave a brief command. "Yes, senior." "Understood, Master." Zhu Guo'er and Qi Lingzi responded in unison. Then, Han Li asked the elder monks and nuns of Tianyuan City, including Gu Elder, and the young disciples such as Hai Dashi to step out, but he quietly transmitted a message to Qi Lingzi as he was about to leave last. Qi Lingzi's expression grew serious, and upon hearing this, he also departed from the hall. Han Li then sat quietly in the hall, lost in thought. Not long after, footsteps came again from outside, and a slender figure appeared silently. As soon as she entered the hall, she bowed gracefully to Han Li and said respectfully, "Xu Qianyu bows to the senior!" "Rise, Qi Qianyu. I've kept you here for a reason—perhaps you already understand it well enough." "Han Li nodded slightly and asked, 'Did the elder wish to inquire about the Xutian Ding?' Xu Qianyu dared not meet Han Li's gaze, gently lowering her head in reply. 'Indeed. We were mistaken—Xutian Ding is no ordinary treasure for your Xu family. How could it have been suddenly presented as a gift to me? There must be some reason behind this.' Han Li fixed his eyes on her, pressing for an explanation. 'The elder is right. I have been entrusted by the blood soul of the Ice-Spirit Ancestor, and thus presented the Xutian Ding as a gift to you.' Xu Qianyu replied, somewhat uneasy. 'Blood soul? Has the blood soul incarnation of Ice-Spirit Friend already returned to the Xu family?' Han Li was momentarily startled, yet his expression remained unchanged. 'Precisely. The blood soul ancestor sustained serious injuries and unexpectedly returned half a year ago. However, just after returning to the family, he suddenly fell ill and fell into a coma. Before that, though, he had instructed his disciples to deliver the Xutian Ding to me immediately and to request that I visit the Xu family with it.' Xu Qianyu replied without hesitation. "So it is. That means, after you learned of my advancement to the Great Perfection stage, you sent this cauldron to me." Han Li frowned and asked. "Indeed, it is, Senior." Xu Qianyu replied earnestly. "Did the Xu family not attempt to heal Blood-Pulse Daoist at all?" Han Li paused and then asked a follow-up question. "Returning to Senior, many elders of the Xu family have employed various methods, yet they were completely unable to alleviate Blood-Pulse Senior's condition. When I left, Blood-Pulse Senior was still unconscious." Xu Qianyu replied. "I understand now. You may return now. I will visit your Xu family in a few days." Han Li thought for a moment and then nodded slightly. Upon hearing this, Xu Qianyu naturally rejoiced greatly and immediately bowed deeply, expressing her gratitude repeatedly.